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I’ll never forget that night in first year I was on a video call with my mom, earphones in is just looking @ each other, my white roommate comes in starts yelling at me to pack my stuff up and get out
Now obviously I was unmoved because a who she really a talk to? So I continued on the phone call with my mom. This girl realises I’m not minding her and proceeds to start packing my stuff up and is screaming at me on top of her lungs, at which point my mom is like “what’s that?”
I told mum what [redacted] was doing, she told me to keep calm, I was because again I dunno who she was talking to, I had done nothing wrong and there were no accusations she could make against me. Then she started yelling at my mom when she realised I was on the phone with her.
Now naturally at this point my chip lick because, do what you will to me but the minute you bring my parent into it it’s a mess for you. She was yelling at me and my mom saying I was a thief, that me and my black friends kept stealing from her among other things.
Obviously these were lies, my friends even rarely came to the room when she wasn’t there and the room was way to small for anyone to steal something without her seeing it if they did, all that aside we weren’t thieves.
Anywho so [redacted] is there asking my mom if she knew I was a thief and if she knew how horrible a person I was etc while simultaneously packing my things and throwing them into my bed. My mom says to pull the earphones out so she can talk.
My mom and I sit there in silence while sis is going off and after a pause mom very calmly calls her name and asks her what the matter is. My mom literally gets ONE sentence out. If I thought [redacted] was screaming before she starts screaming now.
So at this point I realise that this girl is nuts, like she is actually crazy. Possibly mentally ill. Mom does too so mum says let her finish and when she does, take your pillow and go sleep in my friend’s room down the hall for the night because this girl is mad.
Sis finishes and I stand up to get my pillow to go and you’ll never guess what happens. She gets on the balcony and calls her parents and starts one piece of cow bawling telling her mom that MY MOTHER AND I just cussed her out and she feels scared.
People, as in crying hysterically. As if she was being abused. Screaming. As if she had lost a loved one. This girl who two minutes ago waa cussing me and my mom out.
She starts telling her mom how I’ve been bullying her, told her to kill herself how I’m a thief etc, and how she’s going to report me to the school authorities in the morning.
Now let me set the stage for you. While she was cussing me out , the balcony door was closed, meaning all the sound was contained to our room. The only people that could’ve heard what was going on were me, her, my mom and the people in the room next to me.
The people in the room next door were avid music lovers so fi dem music a blast so we can’t even count them. When sis flipped the script and went outside to cry, the whole building and the one facing ours would’ve been able to hear her making these accusations and screaming.
I’m at this school on a scholarship, I have a spotless record and the administration loves me, yet still this is a country where I don’t speak the language, I’m there by myself and this is a country that idolises white people.
So much so that they would rather hire a RUSSIAN, to teach their child English over a Caribbean person because they believe all white people inherently speak English. Russians speak Russian. Moving on, follow me.
As I said I don’t speak the language and this young lady along with her whiteness and country native friends can easily push this narrative and essentially get me kicked out of the school. Like she could literally go and tell them this and be believed
Irregardless of my good rep with the school, I could get kicked and deported because of the words of a Karen. Anyway I went to go sleep in my friends room because, whew.
Over the next few days I stayed with my friend and only went to grab things from my room that I needed while I tried to talk to the administration about getting a room change (if you go to school here you know how difficult that is) mould cudda deh kill you, hush.
I went and reported to the admin in the most diplomatic way I could and all I got back were responses along the lines of basically “you should be lucky to be in a room with [redacted] she’s such a nice girl” “whites are great it’s just a cultural difference” , beloved ?
This was going on with exams approaching, there were times where this girl would lock the room from the inside so I couldn’t come in and get my stuff, where she would walk around school and character assassinate me and my friends etc meanwhile a she a the demon.
Eventually after a few weeks of me thugging it out and bearing all this I finally found someone at admin to get me a new room and they gave me the go ahead to start moving. I had a time limit. This girl delayed me so much by constantly locking the door from the inside.
Messing up my side of the room when the admin came to check it (has to be clean before you can officially move out) hid things of mine etc. We even had to call the doorman to come open the door with the master key once.
After I took the fridge (which she not even use) we both paid for and reimbursed her with her half of the money, which I video recorded. She sent me threatening messages about reporting me for stealing the fridge and not giving her, her money.
Weeks after I moved out she kept knocking on my room door and running away. Harassment. But all in all I was glad to get out of that situation. It was the Lord alone that kept me from rocking that jaw.
